I’ve been seeing a fun guy for the last month or so and we have good times. No pressures of any sort, a riot in the sack, toys with the boy, cool dude. For once in my life I’m getting to know a person without going overboard right away. But what happens now? There’ve been no proclamations of love, no real assurances of exclusivity. I recognize his nonverbal gestures and am heartened and amazed at my capacity to sit on my hands, but at what point—if ever—should I wonder about direction?
Define “riot.”
Define “going overboard.” And, while you’re at it, how about “right away.”
No, I mean, in your terms.
Link: Ask Cary
